MEMORIZE

Whoops! Whoops! Whoops!

The sound of the fierce beast howling rumbled through the atmosphere. In the sky, there was a Bourne Dragon soaring high in the sky with its wings bent wide.

Before I knew it, the eyes of the dead were no longer on us. As if we didn't care, we were all looking up into the sky and exuding terrible hostility.

Only then can I come to my senses, I looked back urgently at Clan One.

"I don't know what's going on right now, but it's an opportunity to escape anyway. For now, I'll try to widen the distance as far as I can from this place."

After I finished speaking, I quickly grabbed Ansol's hand. And as soon as I was about to move, I felt a slight sense of resistance in my hand. I pulled it a few more times because I didn't have much time, but every time I did that, the resistance that came back grew even more.

"An Sol?"

"Uh…!"

"An Sol!"

"Uh-huh!"

Ansol didn't say anything. On the contrary, he was passive in expressing his refusal, pulling his hand in hand.

Tears are still flowing down from the eyes. However, staring into the air with wide-eyed eyes, at least not a single step seemed to be in the position.

"You."

I tried to say something, but I suddenly stopped talking. I'm not even angry anymore. Anger is of no use in this situation.

I slowly looked around, trying to be as calm as I could.

Dragons that suddenly appear in the fortress, and skulls that deal with them.

'Do you happen to...'

I got goosebumps at the thought of passing by my head.

Ansol earlier let the dead be summoned properly. I didn't understand why then, but I was able to understand the situation. If the dead had not been summoned, we would have faced the dragon that appeared in this fort.

'This is the situation.Did you predict everything? Then what?

It was then. The foggy sky changed for an instant. It turned red as if dusk had fallen just before sunset.

At the same time, Bourne Dragon's movements, which were flying away from the pouring arrows and magic, suddenly begin to slow down.

Soon after, he opened his wings wide and looked straight down, and shouted loudly, flashing the red eyeglasses around his eyes.

At that moment, I had the illusion that the sky suddenly opened. No, the sky wasn't open. Clouds that had been floating in the sky opened from side to side, and raindrops that flared through the gap began to pour down like lightning.

Shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo!

The pouring raindrops, like heavy rain, hung longer as they went down. And just before reaching the ground, it turned into a stream of fire and fell exactly to the place where the dead were gathered.

Qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua!

Huge explosions rose everywhere with a tingling roar.

It's like a carpet bombing in the sky. The bombardment, which began on the right, crossed in a diagonal direction and spread as the building exploded.

Fortunately, the central square missed the direct impact, but the aftermath was unavoidable. In a flash, flames soar and pieces pop up. Soon the roar slowly subsided, but the blazing sound filled everywhere.

Fire! Fire!

The fortress has begun to burn.

"Gasp!"

I heard someone plopting down on the ground. His legs seem to have loosened because he just couldn't beat the bombing. The other Clan One seemed to be standing quietly, but I think it would be the same inside.

The situation we're in right now was neither a battle nor an expedition. It was a war.

"Everyone…."

Before connecting the words, I looked at Ansol. Then he looked back at Clan One and opened his mouth.

"I and Ansol will stay here. But everyone else, please avoid this spot.”

In the midst of the urgency, every Clan One looked at me with a bewildering face.

It was a decision made after careful consideration.

There were two options. Stay here, or avoid.

In fact, the best way was to avoid it. Ansol is doing that right now, but it's enough to force her to carry it.

As well as user information, Ansol's ability to do so so far and just a moment ago was not something to pass lightly. There must be some reason why Ansol would somehow stay here.

So, I decided to believe Ansol's choice.

But

"No."

"No!"

"No!"

"I don't want to."

"I don't want to."

"No!"

Clan One's unanimous answer betrayed my expectations.

I solemnly raised my face, meaning that I would dare reject Clan Lord's orders. However, he had no choice but to get off immediately. On the contrary, many people have been looking at what nonsense is being said.

My lips are drying up. I am grateful and proud of Clan One's answer.

But Clan One, who is here today, is almost a top-level user of the martial arts. This wasn't the power to lose in vain.

As such, I planned to evacuate most of the clan members while the dragons and the dead were fighting, and I was going to move in the future.

And from what we've just seen on the offensive, the dead are unlikely to win. The dragon is scary, but if you're lucky, it's a single object. At least there is no possibility of being surrounded in layers.

I decided to push my thinking. For now, Ahn Sol and I will continue to watch the situation. And assuming the worst is coming, I thought I could somehow pull myself out if I had only one Clan One left.

"It's okay."

Then, a small voice flowed into my ears.

He wiped his eyes and pointed to one direction with wet hands. As I turned my eyes to the direction pointed, I saw the dead people aiming at the sky. Thousands of dead people were looking up at the sky with their arms pulled back side by side.

- Occidite Eos!

Then, as soon as an unknown cry was heard, swords, spears, arrows, and magic rose into the sky at the same time. It was a huge amount to fill the sky, but I had no choice but to doubt the snow.

What came to mind, came to mind.

It was literally. Therefore, it did not fire intensively at the dragon, but it soared into the air due to the heating of Jung-gu District. It's like throwing it high in the sky. Then Bon Dragon glanced down and flapped vigorously and rose into the sky.

an incomprehensible attack I was thinking what the hell are you doing?

- Drrrr…. Ea - Yaal!

Once again, a grand cry was heard, and a purple round curtain was created in the air. The shroud, which glistened with light as if a star were embedded in the night sky, sounded a loud noise as if turning a motor in an instant.

Shush! Shush! Shush!

Shush shush shush shush!

The various attacks that rose into the sky began to shoot into the center of the tent for an instant. It poked into the sewer as if water were being sucked into it, and as soon as it passed through the tent, it became a dot.

Soon, the incredibly vast force of the dot stretches forward through the tent.

It was spectacular. Hundreds and thousands of power gathered together, leaving a long tail and rushing like a meteor. He chased the dragon flying in a hurry and flew straight to his body.

Then a moment later, the explosion of the dot engulfed the entire body of Bourne Dragon.

Crack, crack, crack!

Whoops! Whoops! Whoops!

And at that moment.

“───. ───. ───.”

With a low murmur, Ansol lifted his cane to the top. I turned my head straight away.

'…….'

But looking at it, I didn't dare to talk to him. Because...

“───. ───. ───.”

With her eyes closed, she quietly memorized the spell. She looked more holy and holy than ever.

I felt as if I were looking at the Savior.

*

I was sad. I was just sad.

From the time he stepped into the ruins, Ansol had to feel a rush of emotions from all sides.

grief engraved on the ground

Sadness seeped into the building.

the sorrow of a mere fragment

No, the sadness that's all over the place.

All of these things, all together, were shouting at Ansol.

We're not fair!

I'm so angry, so sad!

Feeling so pathetic, Ansol thought.

What happened here? What the hell happened, so deep principles are left to be desired.

The answer could be seen on the wall.

When everyone was interpreting the letters on the wall, Ansol was the only one who saw something else.

A long, long war.

And the final battle, which was able to put an end to it.

It wasn't a war that ended in a year or two. It was a war that lasted for decades.

Decades. It's the time when a child is born and beyond adulthood to middle age.

A child who grew up in the horrors of war was destined to lose everything.

A newborn child had to lose his father as soon as he was born. I had to lose my mother in an unexpected attack. In the war, I had to lose my brother and sister.

At that time, it was such a time. It was such a terrible time.

It's been an uncountable amount of miserable time.

And finally, the final battle to put an end to this era has come.

None of us, particularly selected, volunteered to enter the mountain range without exception. They all knew. Once we get into these mountains, the placenta will die. It's hard to come back to life.

Nevertheless, it was hard to avoid the voluntary entry, but everyone wanted it.

Let's end this tedious era now. Even if they die, do not pass on this era to brothers, sisters, children and descendants.

I'll get back to my old peaceful days.

Human beings under one such belief, no.

The 'heroes' entered the mountain range.

And the final battle that began.

The dragon offensive was fierce, and humans on the side of the dragon were cunning. As expected, it had to suffer a lot of damage, but in the end, the dragon could not break human faith.

The end of the war was filled with blood, but the victory that rose above it went to man.

But the end of the war didn't end everything.

The End of the Year dragon, two curses cast by Magnakarta.

One was literally a complete curse, and the other was a curse close to prophecy. The former curse covered the mountain range as well as humans.

The remaining one, the curse of the latter prophecy, was conveyed only to the great hero who commanded the heroes.

And as a result.

The great hero, accepted the curse.

Those who survived the Great War had to experience despair before they could enjoy the joy of victory. After the long war, all they were waiting for was an empty death.

Even after death, they were not free. They were right to ascend to what each believed, but they could not leave the mountain range because of the curse of Magnakarta and the great hero who accepted it.

The curse of life affected the afterlife, becoming a spectre roaming the mountain range.

Crack, crack, crack!

Whoops! Whoops! Whoops!

At the sound of the opening of heaven and earth, Ansol suddenly came to his senses.

There stood Bourne Dragon, who was stumbling in the air but flapping his wings again, and skulls looking at it with great grace. They were preparing for the next attack as if they knew it wouldn't end up like this.

So, Ansol was even sadder.

They fought with everything they had in their lives.

They were stabbed in the back by a commander who believed in them without knowing anything.

They have wandered alone in the mountains for thousands of years after death.

They have not enjoyed what they deserve, and have been completely forgotten in the world.

I heard so.

Now that they have been summoned into reality, the doomsday dragon has also been revived.

And they chose to fight again, without hesitation.

No one recognizes it, but he has been falsely accused for thousands of years without going up to heaven, but he was betrayed in front of Seungri.

The belief that I had when I first entered the mountain range was still alive.

Only one belief, I will regain the peaceful days of the past.

Worried that the resurrected dragon would go out into the world, they once again pulled out the sword, ready for eternal extinction.

Magna Carta, who is ready to attack again, and human heroes.

Looking at them, Ansol slowly lifted his cane. In no time, the gentle light flowing from the cane flowed through Ansol's whole body and was spraying a gentle light.

Ansol opened his mouth quietly.

"Miracle..."

Ansol's whole body glowed with admiration. A column of white light rises into the air to draw a round ellipse. Then, an angel flapping white wings appeared in the center of the ellipse, with a blinding swarm of light.

said Ansol.

"Dear Angel, Dear Angel....”

The angel, who opens his eyes quietly, looks down as if to say his wish.

"Please..."

Before long, the battle had reached a lull.

Just as they were about to attack each other, the dragon and the deceased were all surprised by the sudden appearance of the huge angel. The miracle that Ansol invoked with more earnest than ever before was emitting an overwhelming presence across the entire fortress.

Ansol opened his mouth in a desperate tone.

"Save the people buried here…!”

Desperate cry. The angel opened his eyes wide for a moment and tilted his head.

However, as soon as I saw the dead gathered around, a gracious smile was built around my mouth.

After a while, the angel nodded calmly, as if he had figured out the whole situation. Ansol's face, which had been sad all along, brightened up.

- Salvation….

It was soon the moment when a short recitation resonated in the air.

The angel looked in the direction of the dead man and gently opened his arms. Then, when you send a warm smile like your mother, the angel's whole body begins to shine brightly.

Whoo!

Light so strong that it covered the whole area from the sky sank on the ground.

In the land where darkness has settled for thousands of years, the miracle of warm light has come true.

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